Ever since I've gotten hear, people have been mistaking me for a kid. I'm not a kid, dammit! I don't go to school! It's not my fault that I'm so short, you know? I just got really bad genes, so people need to just leave me alone. Everyone asks me where my father is. Well, he like, died, okay! That damn bastard died. I don't ever wanna hear about him again! Damn.

Damn idiots... *mumble mumble*

Heh heh. It's leap year day. That's one hell of a day to move into an apartment, isn't it? So, I guess my rent's gonna be due the 29th of every month. Oh, this is grand. Just grand.

I'm still kinda pissed I can't get my shotgun, though~